Eyes slanted looking
toward the scene
having a conniption
heart jealous and green
Scampering closer
while mama yells
there’s no going back
now is the time to rebel
So many sights and smells
food dropped on the ground
greedily grabbing
jumping on the merry go round
Sitting on a seat
eating to my heart’s content
suddenly a jolt into the air
this was not my intent
Flying high
with a twist and a twirl
time slows down
as stomach contents begin to unfurl
Hitting the ground
in a nearby field
surround by flowers
so this is how death feels
Regaining consciousness
as my mother rushes over
she looks worried
picking off the clover
Returning to life
squealing in an excited tone
time to go again
twirling like a cyclone
Mama shakes her head
as she turns to leave
tears in her eyes
a look of disbelief
Days pass
I’ll never leave again
filled with delight
now living in a garbage bin
copyright 2022 Debbie Pierce
Piper's Adventures 